Retreat from writing or writing retreat?

You know how excited you feel when those adds pop up for writer's conferences in America and you toy with the idea of getting up at four in the morning to hear your favourite authors speak? Yeah, me neither.

Feeling all the feels

Learning about writing and actually ‘doing the verk’ are two completely different things.

Breaking Rules

We see it every day in social media. Those people who can’t help it, they have to correct typos, grammar or misinformation.

Bards and other mysteries

To say my writing has been influenced by my Welsh heritage is an understatement. Which is not necessarily a good thing.

That’s a wrap. Thanks 2021

I haven't written much lately. I have been lacking hutzpah. I think I have been suffering from Pandemic exhaustion. Is that a thing? I feel like it is. How are you feeling? This last couple of years has taken its toll hasn’t it? I want to say ‘enough already!’ Remember when we got to New … Continue reading That’s a wrap. Thanks 2021 →

Spring in the Great South Land

Navigating the advent of Spring in Lockdown.

Creative Writing during a Global Pandemic

This is not a blog about Covid, this blog is about creative writing.

Tempered

The pen is mightier than the sword - Edward Bulwer-Lytton Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash Life has thrown a few curve balls lately. 2020, to put it mildly, threw us all for a loop and this year has been like a long drawn out goodbye. I am very thankful to have survived and my heart goes out … Continue reading Tempered →

Time

This is not about how to use time in a pandemic. Like most people, I'm vassilating between functioning and faffing at the moment. It's hard to focus when you are suspended in a state of grief. Not that anyone close to me has died, it's more that life as we knew it has ended and … Continue reading Time →

Are we there yet?

This was my least favourite question when we drove to visit family in Adelaide. It meant the boredom had set in and we would need to get very imaginative, very quickly. We had to avoid any killing in the back seat. We would tell stories, taking it in turns, each person leaving the story on … Continue reading Are we there yet? →